No period insight

blirting out
from the middle
no period in
sight
no coma here
just the implicit flow of
running on and on like a
stream falling over the edges
gushing and cascading down
from one pool into the next
refusing to digress
no coma here
deep hallow sounds
creeping thunder
foreboding turbulence
wide eye
tunneling through the
wild white eclipses
pulling you under
to the will of the
careening slippery
smooth stones that
firmly gide flowing
bones in a scribble
of liquid words

clensed to your patina
you pass by the distant cry
of explicit meaning
as the tingling droplits
evaporate from your skin
you slowly spin under the
passing trees and see
familiar symbols drifting
along with you
no piriod in
sight

peaceful rotation
only known behind the
rose of resting eyes

awakened by the full
embrace of the sun
without bookmark
knuckles emerge
glowing glabuals
sparkling coldness
trickling overhead
limp wristed palm
trailing underside
finger tips quench
sun ripened brow
eyelids and lips
wet skin reads
change in currents
flowing in around
over and under
no period
insight

Reviews

[Emily B]

Tall words. Worthy words. Looking forward to reading more of you.

[Throwing Romeo]

Deeply appreciated words,
Thank you!

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

I think your poem is a beautiful and evocative meditation on the power and beauty of language. You use vivid and imaginative imagery to convey the sense of language as a fluid and ever-changing force, flowing like a stream and evading easy categorization.

Your poem seems to suggest that language is not just a means of communication, but also a source of wonder and mystery, capable of conveying deep emotions and complex ideas. It's a reminder that the beauty of language lies not just in its meaning, but also in its sound and rhythm

[Throwing Romeo]

Sometimes poetry
writes it self in a single
drafted post. Thank you
for visiting my quiet
corner BT.

R.

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

My pleasure 😊 if you have time, do check out my poems too and leave a feedback. I would be very grateful!

[Stella Armour]

"no comma here" what a novel way to punctuate... loved it

[Throwing Romeo]

Thank you Stella

[Stella Armour]

you are most welcome

[Betty Hermelee]

Running on like a real stream overflowing its banks; you write a different stream: a stream of consciousness, no commas, no periods, just flowing thoughts that sometimes fit together and sometimes not.....freedom of expression, no bookmarks, just keep on flowing like a stream...we flow with the stream, our bodies soaked with words...in and under and around with "no period in sight"....
Very imaginative...
Best, B

[Throwing Romeo]

I love poetry when it takes on a life of it's own.
It loves to let go and flow.
Thank you running with this one.
R.

[Betty Hermelee]

Of course... I flowed with it!
Best, B

[willweb]

Very creative and extremely abstract. This continuous line of thought, this breech of punctuational correctness is very cool and I enjoyed it.

[Throwing Romeo]

Thank you for the kind words.